Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray

"Ah --"

palm brought her back to

of the pain and she withdrew her

Brody

coldly,

out, he had

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled

her

"No --"

knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

knife, not to mention the knife directly passed

to take her hand back, but failed,

the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's

eyes, which were full of fear and timidity, and

"You know it hurts?"

of your business. You don't have to

a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

was sort of

Tracy was much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her head.

coldly, "Brody, are you worried about

looked at

stunned. It seemed that he remembered what he

as cold as ice. He pulled her to a

care about you?

He snorted.

that he tightly

you

continued to threaten.

pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such

was so dizzy as if she was going to pass out.

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

when he saw

pain flashed through her

very feeble, but she was still

Tracy didn't say anything but stared at

you feel painful,

down at her. Then he

sharp knife at the wound on her

be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart

rose from the bottom

also because her own thought was making

stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her

"Hmm --"

Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held it back.

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear

whether it was her tears or her sweat.

the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the

gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he

bit her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain

did feel the knife cutting

twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her

her eyes finally could not help

were cut and bleeding.

wanted to cry out several times to stop

"Idiot --"

finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed,